How come I always get a hard time Honey when it comes to you Tell me what'd I do Sayin' things that you didn't have to If we can't get along we oughtta be apart And I'm wondering where'd you get that cold, cold heart Set me free, sign my release I'm

What's the name of the game So I wanna know Does it mean anything to you Can you feel it the way I do Tell me please 'cause I have to know I'm a bashful child Beginning to grow And you make me talk

La, la, la, la-la, la, la, la Love me, hate me Are begging to if you seek Amy All of the boys and all of the girls But can't you see what I see? Say what you want about me But all of the boys and all of the girls Tell me have you seen her, cause I'm so

Don't know quite what to say, haven't seen you in seven ages Can you tell that it's me, or is my picture on torn out pages? And you think it's real, but it's just another future deal And you know you're right, 'cause you've waited for it all night Then

I have a right to get up when I feel Don't tell me I can't break the law I have a right to get up, don't care what you say I have a right to get up, even where I'm bound Cause the law has broken me You're much too late to be thankful But thank you anyway

Searching searching Oh ooh oh (oh) Do you hear what I hear Can you see what I see Everybody's crying out And yet we have no unity My friends always ask me Mary? tell me why do you weep 'Cause I'm trying to get over

Mr sinister, Mr sinister, Mr sinister You got your hands to raise your fist See the laughter from its raise Can you resist me little sister Can you resist the devil's raise And whatever God may tell you Every soul would have its praise One day you'll

Can't believe what I was hearing I don't think I'll spare your feelings You're on your own I'm a do for me what's right Telling me to have a nice life I hope you're thinking

It's so easy gettin' through these times So easy your love and mine If you need a woman in bed with you Tell her in front what you can do It's easy, easy as pie Don't have to be a ? You don't have to lie If you play the guitar it won't be long You'd be

So I wanna know What's the name of the game? Can you feel it the way I do? Tell me please, 'cause I have to know I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow And you make me talk And you make me feel And you make me show What I'm trying to conceal